The Yummy Process of Burning the Midnight Oil...or My Butterfly Happiness

My Saturday was unusually complete. I can say I'm truly and sincerely grateful for this day. For these precious twenty four hours of joys. Sometimes a weird thought crosses my mind. I feel Saturday to be my special day. There's probably nothing wrong about it. I was even born on Saturday. That's maybe why some of my Saturdays are my red letter days. :)

First I am grateful for seeing my papa for the first time since the end of March. We see each other once in  a blue moon. We spent some time together. Had our lunch, visited our friends and in the evening time we enjoyed eating a huge plate of strawberries. My dad also bought lots of ice-cream. I sort of came back to my past, when I was a little girl waiting for my pa to be back from work. He would always bring something like sweets....Some things will never be the same. Some moments are over. However, I cherish it when we are together. Even let it be for some hours. Some hours are worth the whole life.

I'm grateful for visiting my friends today. A daughter and a  husband of my teacher who died last winter. It was the first time I came there, to their place since she's gone. That was different. Her smile did not welcome me this time. I did not hear her special lovely way of calling me "Dashunya"...That was still nice to be there. To talk to her daughter. To listen to her husband. To drink tea. To have some fun with their sweet doggy. 

I'm grateful for knowing my teacher. Now she's gone. But not from my heart that will bleed forever. There is nothing else left but to keep all our days, good and sad ones and to treasure everything she taught me. She taught me to go on, to smile, to love what I do. Now I look at her daughter's eyes, trying to catch her light. And I see some hope. I see we all must keep on breathing, smiling and following our dreams...even through tears. We just must do that.

And finally....last night my eyes and fingers were busy with the yummy process of the burning the midnight oil. :) I love such nights when I stay awake. And that was exactly this time. I did not sleep much. Surely, my mind and body were somehow sleeping, but my inner self was happily travelling to another part of the world where I wish I could be. I had a  virtual travel. I felt over the moon. Just on top of the world. Just happy. A bit sad too. I can't change some things. I can't always do what I wish I could. But last night I almost forgot about what I did not have. I was happy about what I did have. About my happy moment. I am grateful for hitting the sack with the morning birds. I felt like I came back from a very long trip. From somewhere I had the time of my life. I almost felt my dream in my palms. At least on my fingertips. :)

I'm grateful for my pieces of joys that like stars shine in my heart. That means now I'm not in the darkness. Now I know where I should go. It doesn't matter that my body wanted some rest. It doesn't matter at all. What really mattered was this miracle called "happiness" that visited me.  Even let it be my last joy.


I'm again terribly sorry for being so unclear. Probably one day I'll come out with what I have in my heart. Right now I'm happy and I want to enjoy it. My happiness is just a butterfly that may fly away any second. So, I'm standing still, admiring it in my heart.

Just like this song of Ruslana! ;) My mood theme! ;)